"If I was gonna be worthy of Scuzzy..." "I needed to be a warrior zebra." ZEB! HE’S GOT AN AXE. [CHORUS] ZEB!! (ZEB!) He’s got an AAAAAAXE! Cracks the sky with a booming laugh! ZEB!! (ZEB!) Starships crash— Just sensing his muscle mass! [Verse 1] He defanged the Moon Wyrm of Sector Six, Arm-wrestled a Rhinocerus clone to death, Flew blind through the Maw of Unmaking— And never once ran out of breath! [Verse 2] He rewired the thoughts of a god-machine, Killed a king made of quantum light, Raised his Axe to the galactic court— And dared the stars to fight. [CHORUS] ZEB!! (ZEB!) He’s got an AAAAAAXE! Cut down a maelstrom with a casual spin! ZEB!! (ZEB!) Born to blast— They all say he's a ten out of ten! [Bridge] "And when he landed on the Pleasure Dunes... She was waiting. She pressed close—perfumed spotted fur and popping out of her denim bustier— She whispered, “And show me the Axe...”" [Verse 3] He forged a throne out of comet shards, Sneezed and created a brand-new moon, Blinked and erased a paradox war— All before dinner. At a space saloon. [CHORUS] ZEB!! (ZEB!) HE’S GOT AN AAAAAAXE! Reality bends when he takes that stance! ZEB!! (ZEB!) Check out that axe— He made the universe shit its pants! [Outro] “His voice is thunder, and I want it in my mouth. Those big striped muscles make my brain go soft. That Axe gleams like it remembers my body. I'd let him split me in two.” “Ooo, that Axe!”
